And the Lord shall deliver me from every evil work, and will preserve me unto his heavenly kingdom: to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
– 2 Timothy 4:18

When storms would press like winter and doubts would crowd the door, A promise stood beside you, a refuge evermore. He guarded every labor, each small and faithful part, Preserving what was fragile, redeeming every heart.
Now years have braided wisdom with the laughter of your days, A younger self remembered in the light of sovereign ways. To Him be endless glory, whose keeping never ends, From every evil working, He brings us home again.
Amen.
